Friday, April 19, 2013

all good things must end...

one of those things being my first ever healthy relationship with my tall, handsome man. It ended well and I will be okay. Right now I'm pretty bummed out and find myself irrationally upset by episodes of Boy Meets World. One scene specifically struck a chord with me. It's from season 4 episode 13 around 11 minutes and 20 seconds in.


Mr Feeny: You know every year I look forward to seeing her and every year we part company, knowing that we care for each other but not quite enough to give up the lives we’ve made and find comfortable.
Eric: She said yes! You popped the question and she said yes, she said yes and you’re stuck good.
Mr. Feeny: No, no, she said no. We always say no. Why do we always say no?
Eric: Because you don’t really love each other.
Mr. Feeny: Now how would you know that, Mr. Matthews?
Eric: Because if you truly loved each other you’d risk anything for that love- even the lives you’ve made and found comfortable.
Mr. Feeny: I just wonder if at this stage in my life my risk taking days are over. Or perhaps I never appreciated the value of taking a risk and that’s why I missed the chance at true love.
Eric: Yeah I felt that same way when I broke up with Debbie, you remember that?
Mr. Feeny: No.
Eric: Well I mean I’m still in there pluggin’ away because I believe true love can come at any time

My boyfriend and I broke up because after spending almost a year and a half together long distance, I wouldn't move to there and he wouldn't move here. I feel guilty about it, like if we were so in love why didn't we make the sacrifice? I don't think it's that simple. Moving to either of those places would've been a fundamentally changing experience for us, it would've been out of character and we both would have been miserable in our respective cities. That's not love- it's not that simple. I've talked to several people about this and asked them would you move? Almost everyone's answer is if you love that person, then that's all you need in the world. That's not right, and that's definitely not healthy. I could never move solely for a guy, that is just not who I am and if I had moved for my boyfriend then I wouldn't be the independent strong willed woman that he cared for.

People didn't see us together so they don't know how much we cared, we care. I still love him and just because I didn't move doesn't mean I loved him any less. I know we made the right decision, as hard as it may be and as sad as I am, it was the right decision. And I don't love him any less than I did the day we decided this.